A statesman is an easy man, he tells his lies by rote. A journalist invents his lies, and rams them down your throat. So stay at home and drink your beer and let the neighbors vote.
WILLIAM BUTLER YEATSI’m looking for the face I had, before the world was made.
More William Butler Yeats Quotes
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What man does not understand, he fears; and what he fears, he tends to destroy.
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Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame!
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Everything exists, everything is true and the earth is just a bit of dust beneath our feet.
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I have observed dreams and visions very carefully, and am now certain that the imagination has some way of lighting on the truth that the reason has not, and that its commandments, delivered when the body is still and the reason silent, are the most binding we can ever know.
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There is another world, but it is in this one.
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Hammer your thoughts into unity.
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But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
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Yet they that know all things but know That all this life can give us is, A child’s laughter, a woman’s kiss.
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One should say before sleeping: I have lived many lives. I have been a slave and a prince. Many a beloved has sat upon my knee and I have sat upon the knees of many a beloved. Everything that has been shall be again.
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It is one of the great troubles of life that we cannot have any unmixed emotions. There is always something in our enemy that we like, and something in our sweetheart that we dislike.
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The only business of the head in the world is to bow a ceaseless obeisance to the heart.
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When two close kindred meet, What better than call a dance?
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The worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.
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I broke my heart in two So hard I struck. What matter? for I know That out of rock, Out of a desolate source, Love leaps upon its course.
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It seems to me that true love is a discipline.
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